Pleasure Bound - Complete (42 page)

His mouth drifted from her swollen breast and he clamped her.

The nipple clamps squeezed her flesh creating a needle sharp pleasure that radiated through her puffed-up breasts heating her entire body.

Suddenly his hands wrapped around her ankles. Pulling gently, he eased her down until she once again lay on her back. This time her arms were stretched way over her head and her ass was close to the bottom edge of the bed. Her legs dangled over the edge.

Her bound breasts poked straight up in the air and she noted her nipples were red from his sexy mouth and the nipple clamps. The pressure of having been bound and clamped made her breasts hover at a sweet semi-pain she found quite pleasing.

“You have beautiful breasts,” he complimented. “Breasts that will be looked after by these clamps and belt while I tend to other parts down south.”

Grabbing a pillow, the bed moved as he got up. She shivered with anticipation as his engorged cock struck straight out from his body as he strolled to the bottom of the bed. Automatically she lifted and spread her legs giving him full access to her. Through heavy lidded eyes she watched as he crouched.

Her heart crashed against her chest as his lusty gaze fixated between her legs. He lowered his head to there.

“You’ve got such a sweet looking asshole, Virgin. Looks like a puckered rosebud,” he said without looking up.

She sucked in a breath as he lifted her ass. A pillow was stuffed beneath her upper buttocks raising her a few inches off the bed.

“I’m going to make love to you like you’ve never been made love to before,” he whispered. Wild desire ravished his eyes and she couldn’t help but moan at the touching sight.

His hands seared against her inner thighs as he kneaded her soft flesh. Slowly he moved higher until he reached her crotch. A thumb slid across her sensitive clitoris and he began a seductive massage.

Virgin closed her eyes and whimpered as her pleasure mounted. He slipped a couple of fingers inside her wet channel. Slurping sounds of her pleasure juices rent the air as his thick fingers slid in and out with sensuous plunges.

When she felt the familiar quivering of her vaginal muscles contracting, Buck slipped his fingers out and lowered to the crack in her ass.

Her eyes snapped open in surprise as a tip of one juice streaked finger pushed against her hole. Her virgin anal muscles squeezed warmly around him.

Never in her wildest fantasies had she envisioned that anyone let alone a male would probe that part of her anatomy. To her surprise his finger felt really enjoyable as he slid inside. But when he moved deeper a bittersweet pain bloomed.

Sensing her discomfort he pulled out and then slid back in again. This time the bittersweet pain quickly faded as he gently worked her hole.

Her belly clenched with the heavenly sensations making her gasp sharply.

“Told you that you’d like it,” Buck chuckled. “Want more?”

Virgin nodded, eager to explore this interesting new pleasure further.

He shoved his finger deeper; farther than he’d gone before and tenderly moved around and around.

Her belly clenched tighter as her anal muscles swallowed his finger.

Pleasure played with her senses. She’d never felt this way before. Never imagined something like this could exist.

After playing with her ass for a while, her tense anal muscles gave and relaxed. A second well-lubricated finger joined the other.

Soon he had three fingers inside her and was slowly thrusting in and out.

Before she knew what was happening, a well-lubricated dildo replaced his fingers. The pressure was almost unbearable as he slid it into her back door.

One inch.

Two inches.

Caught off guard by the overwhelming fullness her body began to perspire. A ripple of fear shot through her and she could feel her muscles tighten trying to prevent entry.

“Relax, Virgin. Trust me, you’ll enjoy this,” Buck whispered.

She did as he asked, telling herself to relax.

It worked. Her muscles relaxed and the dildo slid deeper inside. The pressure turned painful and quickly intermingled into an erotic pleasure pain that had her gasping for more.

The pleasure pain subsided as he withdrew slowly. He lubricated the dildo with more of her pussy juices he’d accumulated and then re-entered.

One inch.

Two inches.

Three inches.

Her thighs automatically widened demanding more. Her ass clenched wonderfully around the invasion. 

He withdrew again and soon he was pumping her ass with the dildo.

To her surprise she discovered an arousing tempo. With every outward stroke she tightened her ass muscles and then relaxed them so the lubricated dildo would re-enter her without a problem, sinking deeper every time.

The rhythm stirred those heavenly sensations again and the instant Buck’s fingers rubbed against her clit, Virgin’s body exploded making her cry out in shameless bliss.

Without warning he eased his cock into her spasming pussy. 

Her muscles clenched around every bulging vein and every solid ridge chiseled into his thick shaft.

The pressure of his solid hot flesh and the dildo as he double-penetrated her swooped over her in a tangle of beautiful sensations. Her vagina quivered violently. 

“Deeper! Harder!” she commanded.

Buck groaned as he pushed harder with every mad thrust. The pressure mounted in the pit of her as her vagina stretched to accommodate his thick, long invasion.

“Oh Goddess!” she screamed as the raw sensations overwhelmed her.

Her mind blanked and her hips bucked against him.

Buck began a quick thrust with both the dildo and his heated cock.

Waves of enjoyment built quickly to a crescendo that threatened her sanity.

Her tied hands clenched. Her clamped nipples throbbed painfully. Her bound breasts pulsated.

Her pussy shuddered as Buck’s hot cock and the lubricated dildo pumped in and out of her in a perfectly sensual rhythm.

Furious spasms shred her body apart and she shuddered beneath the onslaught.

One after another the mind-blowing tremors hit her. Tormenting her with a violent bliss so beautiful, she screamed.

Her body quaked from the ecstasy for so long she thought she would die.

Her eyes fluttered open to find Buck furiously thrusting between her widespread legs. His eyes were closed tightly, his breathing intense, raspy.

His cock swelled as he drove into her tight pussy. She noted he’d left the dildo impaled in her trembling ass as he concentrated now on his own need for pleasure. His fingers dug into the flesh of her hips where he’d grabbed her and held her steady.

His lust-heavy balls slapped against her flesh as he frantically fucked her. The scent of her pleasure juices split the air as he continued to drive his hot cock in and out. His entire body stiffened. He threw his head back and he gave a strangled shout and released his heated lust deep into her woman’s core.

* * * * *

“The storm is over.”

At first Virgin thought Buck’s soft whisper was just part of another nightmare trying to get started in her head.

So she didn’t move.

Didn’t dare break the fullness of the bonds still wrapped around her breasts or shatter the bittersweet pain claiming her clamped nipples. His hot cock was now buried inside her as he lay on top of her; his warm head nestled in the crook between her neck and shoulder.

The seductive memories of being double penetrated rushed to her mind. She almost gasped out loud as she remembered being impaled by both his engorged cock and a dildo. They’d brought such an unbelievable gratification to her body.

Pushing a stray hair off her cheek Buck broke her from her pleasurable thoughts.

Reluctantly she opened her eyes.

She noted the steady sound of rain had vanished and the once gloomy interior of the shelter was now bathed in a warm sunny glow.

Virgin swallowed as the harsh reality swamped her senses. Now she had no choice but to put the final phase of her plan into action. A sharp bite of tears crept into her eyes. Truth be told, she didn’t want to part with the male. Deep in her heart she wished they could stay here snuggled in each other’s arms for eternity.

But it wasn’t possible.

She was a woman.

He was merely a male.

And males and women just weren’t supposed to be together or have any kind of affection for one another.

A stray tear slipped out from each of her eyes and blazed a fiery line down her cheeks.

“Why are you crying?”

His soft voice almost unraveled her, yet she forced herself to smile.

“Nothing’s wrong.”

“Your tears say otherwise.” He brushed a hot finger along one tear trail.

She watched dumbfounded as he licked the wetness off the tip of his finger. It was a slow lick of his tongue. A seductive lick, as if her tear was an extraordinary delicacy.

She’d never seen a male slave do this before, to be so bold as to actually taste a woman’s tears.

He was an amazing specimen.

“I just wanted this day to last forever,” she whispered.

“We can have many days like this, just not here. I want you to come with me. We can have more time to get to know one another. “

“I’d like that,” she said truthfully. “But…”

“No but’s, okay?”

“There’s something I have to tell you.”

He tweaked a red nipple making her gasp. Instinctively she arched her back pressing her bound breast into the large palm of his hand.

He kissed her earlobe and massaged her breast with agonizingly slow circles.

It felt so wonderful. And yet she had to stop her decent into the heavenly bliss.

The storm was over and she needed to put the final phase of her plan into motion.

Her gut clenched into an anxious knot.

They would be waiting for him.

“I heard something when I was out walking earlier,” she said slowly.

“What’s wrong?” A frown marred his face and Virgin hesitated.

Oh how she wished it didn’t have to end this way. Once she said it, there would be no turning back and yet it had to be done.

“Your two brothers. They’ve been captured. They’ve been taken to the prison.”

Chapter Nine

Virgin’s heart just about leapt out of her chest as she led Buck Hero through the forest.  Now that the final phase of her plan was playing out, indecision and doubt plagued her every step.

Had she done the right thing lying to Buck about his brothers being captured? Had she done the right thing in trusting the prison warden? Would Cath give Virgin what she’d asked for like she’d said? Or would she betray her as Virgin had just done to Buck?

Up ahead bright lights loomed in the late afternoon sunshine and Virgin’s had swam with anxiety.

“I see lights up ahead. Is that the prison?” his harsh whisper broke through her distress.

“That’s it, that’s the prison,” she managed to croak.

“Okay, you stay here. I don’t want you harmed. I’m going in for a closer look.”

Tears broke from her eyes and the sobs clutched wickedly at her heart as she watched him go.

Toward the prison.

Toward danger.

They would be waiting for him there.

If everything went smoothly she would have what she’d asked for. And yet she couldn’t throw Buck Hero away so easily. She knew that now. Knew it without a doubt.

Her heart raced frantically and her mind begged her to do something to stop him from leaving her life for good.

“Wait!” She cried out as she ran after him.

He stopped only steps from the tree line. “What’s wrong?”

“Don’t go. I lied. Your brothers aren’t there,” she blurted.

Hot tears streamed down her face. There was no hope left. He would never help her when he learned the truth. But she couldn’t let him walk into the trap she’d laid for him.

“I know,” he said as he lifted a hand to tenderly wipe away her tears.

“You know?”

She didn’t understand. She’d never told a soul about her plan. Not until she’d discussed it with the prison warden.

“I know everything. About the machine impregnating you with your baby son. About how you wanted to trade him for me.”

Virgin blinked in shock.

She saw the pain of betrayal in his eyes and she knew. She knew that somehow he’d discovered why she had taken him from the Yellow Hairs and why she’d saved his life.

Agony paralyzed her. He knew!

A sudden rustling in the nearby bushes made her hand sift over the hilt of her knife.

Someone was coming!

Instantly she recognized the tall brown haired woman clad in shorts and halter-top emerge from the surrounding bushes.

It was her friend, Jacey.

“We followed you from the shelter, Virgin. We heard everything.”

Her old friend grinned and held out her arms. In a split second Virgin was being held in the woman’s warm embrace. 

Cradled in her friend’s arms, she allowed her wracking sobs to break free.

Buck knew. He knew she was going to betray him. He knew she was going to trade him to get her baby back.

Now it made sense. The strange prickling of warning at the back of her neck when she’d returned from the prison meeting. She’d noticed something amiss but hadn’t been able to figure it out.

When she’d left him, Buck had been totally naked. When she’d returned a sheet had been placed over his sex. Before she’d left she’d made sure his restraints had been secure. She hadn’t wanted him to escape. When she’d come back she’d noticed the bonds were too loose.

And now that she thought about it most of the watermelon had disappeared. Why hadn’t she seen the signs? They’d been so clear.

Had she been so infatuated with the male that she’d ignored her very instincts and put herself into danger?

Obviously someone had freed him when she’d been gone. That someone must had been Jacey.

But what if it had turned out to be someone else? Someone who had wanted to throw her back into prison?

Sweet sunshine! The male had been hazardous to her senses and she hadn’t even realized it.

It had been a close call. Too close for comfort.

Suddenly another brown haired woman emerged from the security of the dense trees. Virgin immediately recognized Annie. Until recently she’d been the Slave Doctor of Jacey’s hub. Then she’d run away with one of the talking males.

Another figure joined Annie and Jacey. 

A male.

She instantly recognized him as one of Buck’s family. They possessed the same height, build and facial features. She’d seen him with Jacey shortly after she and the male had escaped The Breeders hub. On several occasions she’d spied on them having sex. They’d truly enjoyed the pleasure they’d given each other.

Now she knew why Jacey and Annie had run away with their males.

They’d made the women feel special. Made them feel protected. Safe.

Just like Buck made Virgin feel. She realized she wanted to run away with Buck.

But she couldn’t. Not until she had her baby safely in her arms. But would he help her after she’d deceived him?

Virgin’s blood froze as yet another figure emerged from the surrounding bushes.

It was the talking male. The brother called Joe.

When she’d been in the prison he’d been strapped to the prison bed a few days earlier; hooked up to the same fucking machine the guards had attached her to in order to impregnate her with his seed.

He was gazing at her now with the same cold, unsmiling blue eyes as he’d done in the prison.

And it made her shiver with dread.

The males must have come for revenge. Buck had told her that family always stuck together and they would kill to keep each other safe.

They were here to kill her!

Quickly she withdrew from Jacey’s embrace and took a step back.

“Easy, Virgin. They’re here to help,” Buck said.

He came up behind her and cradled his large hands snugly around her waist.

“We’re all here to help you get your son back,” Buck murmured against her ear.

“It’s the least we can do since you saved our brother’s life,” one of the males said.

Buck nodded to the male who’d just spoken. “This is my brother, Ben. The big lug over there beside Annie is my brother, Joe.”

Both males nodded sternly at her. There was no hint of friendliness.

Yet Buck had said they were going to help her get her baby. She couldn’t stop the confusion wrapping around her. Couldn’t stop the fresh tears from streaming down her face or involuntarily letting out a sob.

“Don’t cry, Virgin. You have to be strong.” Buck said as he swung her around and took her into his arms.

“We’re going to go ahead with your plan,” he continued.

“You can’t. They’ll take you. I’ll never see you again.”

“It won’t go that far.” Buck reassured her.

He swung his attention to the others. “What’s the status?”

“The area on this side of the meadow is secure,” Ben said. “But there’s no telling how many guards are staked out on other side of the meadow.”

“My section is clear,” Jacey replied.

“I saw recent footprints at my post,” Annie commented.

“My section was clear.” Joe said. “But I just saw Cath at the entrance and she has the baby with her. Time to get into our positions.”

* * * * *

“I hope this works,” Virgin said tightly from behind Buck as he stepped out into the prison clearing with his hands straight up in the air wearing nothing but his birthday suit.

“I hope so too,” he whispered as she prodded him none to gently with the sharp end of the arrow attached to her bow.

He’d figured coming out naked as a jaybird would grab the warden’s undivided attention. Now he wasn’t so sure he’d done the right thing.

Without clothing he felt vulnerable. Ill at ease.  Especially with his brother’s girlfriends getting an eyeful as they observed from their various positions of cover.

Maybe he should have at least worn the pair of shorts his brothers had produced for him only moments earlier. Maybe he could have concealed a weapon against the small of his back. Just in case.

But that scenario would have been too risky.

Males weren’t allowed to wear clothing on this planet.

If he’d given into his insecurity the warden would have been alerted immediately. This way he could hopefully distract her with the size of his cock.

“I have what you want!”

At Virgin’s shout the warden’s head snapped up. 

She grinned. It was a cold smile. A smile that sent shivers of doubt racing up his spine.

He hoped they were doing the right thing coming out here in the open like this. Hoped that Joe, Ben, Jacey and Annie were going to be enough of a cover when the time came to make a run for it.

“I see you kept your word, I’m impressed,” Cath cooed as she rocked the baby in her arms.

Unmistakable lust shone in her eyes as her gaze zeroed straight onto his cock.

“I want to see the child before I hand over the male,” Virgin said. “Step away from the doorway and come closer. We can make the exchange over here in the open.”

“You don’t trust me, Virgin?”

“I trust you like a trust a hungry panther, Cath.”

Cath lifted an offended eyebrow. “Even after I gave you my word?”

“Uncover the baby. Hold him up so I can see his right leg.”

“Ah, you want to see his birthmark.”

The warden stepped closer.

“That’s close enough.” Virgin warned.

While the warden unwrapped the child, Buck quickly scanned the surroundings.

Nothing moved. And yet he could sense the danger.

Could smell it hanging in the air.

Maybe it was his imagination, but he swore there were others besides his brothers and their girlfriends watching them.

“I assure you he is yours, Virgin.” The warden said as she held the naked babe up for Virgin to inspect. The golden haired kid kicked his legs happily and blew a bubble of spit at them.

As Virgin examined the child, Cath studied Buck’s cock. Lust and appreciation played havoc in the woman’s gaze making him want to cover himself.

He did no such thing.

Let the broad ogle as much as she wanted. It would keep her distracted at what would come next.

He waited for Virgin’s signal.

It came quickly.

She coughed twice, the signal the baby was hers and to go ahead with the plan.

He sprung into action.

Moving swiftly, he ripped the babe from the surprised warden’s arms. Cradling the warm bundle against his chest, he ran like the devil himself was on his heels.

Behind him, Virgin’s arrow whizzed through the air as she cut it loose. It was immediately followed by a screech.

Obviously the arrow had met its mark.

Gunfire screamed all around him and he bullets whiz past his head.

Behind him Virgin’s anxious breath zipped through the air as she followed him.

The instant he entered the bushes he slowed.

“Keep going!” Virgin screamed. “I’ll cover you!”

His gut twisted in turmoil. He should stay and fight. He should give her the baby and let her run.

He did neither. It would take too much time to make the exchange.

Besides, she’d already halted and was firing off another arrow.

Buck did as she commanded and kept running.

* * * * *

The gunfire had ceased a couple of hours ago and Buck anxiously huddled the cooing baby in his arms at the secluded spot his brothers had indicated as a meet place.

Thank God, they’d thought about leaving a supply of milk for the kid because he sure was a hungry little guy. As he popped a warmed bottle nipple into the kid’s mouth the baby’s rosebud lips moved wildly up and down as he suckled.

Buck smiled as affection warmed his heart.

He sure was a cute kid. He had the same stubborn tilt to his chin like his mother, the same shiny blonde hair and the same piercing eyes.

It had been well worth the effort to break the kid out of prison.

Cripes! He still couldn’t believe what his brothers had told him when they’d found Ben trussed up like a turkey in the storybook cottage.

That this section of the world, which was ruled exclusively by women, used their prisoners and machines to produce future generations.

Kids were born and raised in the prison system by Nurturers. When they reached a certain age they were segregated. The Educators schooled the girls. The boys, on the other hand, were trained exclusively to be slaves to the women.

Unbelievable.

Sometimes he’d wondered what would happen if the women ruled on Earth instead of men. Now he got an idea and he sure didn’t like it.

A twig snapped in the eerie twilight.

His guts scrunched in fear and he was half way off the log before he spotted Jacey and Annie jogging up the hillside. Sweat bathed their partially clothed bodies, their chests heaved with strained breaths.

The tense looks on their pale faces made uneasiness scream up his spine. Instantly he knew something terrible had happened.

“Where’s Virgin?”

The two women exchanged an odd glance that made Buck want to scream his anguish.

“She was captured.” Jacey’s soft words slammed into his gut and he almost doubled over from the force.

“Where are my brothers?” The anxiety mounted at the thought they too might have been captured.